"I don't love myself"
"If you don't love yourself, how can others love you?"
"If you don't love yourself, how can others love you?"
Isn't it harder to love someone who doesn't love himself? To love someone who loves himself sounds easy, does it not? Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone. If you want to cry,find yourself a corner to cry in. No sense being a nuisance to others with your tears, if you loved yourself, so would others. then you wouldn't have to cry. The problem is where do you find a corner to cry in where you can't find yourself? Where you can escape from yourself? Because you are crying because of yourself, not due to others.
The best friend who left you, how do you stop cryign after they are gone? how do you cope with something you couldn't imagine before it happened?Time seems to move in slow motion does it not? your actions seem so deliberate, as if you can notice your brain giving orders to your hand to move. Sadly, your brain can't give orders to your eyes not to cry. Eyes seem to have a life of their own. Tears flow freely even when you don't want them to, and stop for no reason, and then start again for none. your eyes get a life of their own, seething with anger at one time, crying and hoping plaintively the next, sometimes a mix of both.
"The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of" - Blaise Pascal
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me die;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
-Alexander Pope
- Arshad Iqbal
24th September 2006.
